Zhan Se gave her a look, mimicking her disdain.
"I played you once, and I can play you a second time. Yan, let me also tell you not to think I'm easy to bully."
Her face twisted with ferocity as she stared at her, Yan Rong nearly went mad.
"Fine, go ahead and expose it, it's just a video, who do you think will believe you? Do you think public opinion will side with you? Don't forget, in this society, public opinion is also manipulated by those in power!"
"Heh, are you really prepared to wear that fake sheepskin to the end? Just wait and see, goodbye!"
His clothes soaked with alcohol, Zhan Se had lost the interest in entangling with this woman any longer. With a mocking smile on his lips and a glimmer of sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, he glanced over at the helpless, anxious-looking Du Xiaoren beside him. Sneering inwardly, he didn't give her another look and turned to leave the private room.
Behind him, the sound of Yan Rong's furious cursing followed.
